SotR 2008-02-21: Eris' Personal Plaything

A few months ago, when my life was even more whacked than it is today, I told M that I believed that Eris, the goddess of discord and chaos, had selected me as her personal plaything (I actually used a five-letter word referring to a female cur rather than "plaything" with her, but you get the idea). She didn't dispute the idea.

Being Eris' personal bitc, er, plaything, means that both good and bad stuff happens, not just bad stuff.

This week gives me no reason to believe otherwise. A too sharp right turn and a too-rough curb blew out the right rear tire on the Vanmobile. In the rain. And I didn't have a clue as to how, where or if the beast had a spare. It took the light of day and the help of Rob at work to get the VM rolling again. In the process of changing the tire, I found the black Motorola v3 RAZR I thought had been stolen from the VM last week. This was after I'd bought a cheapass Samsung A127 plain vanilla no-Bluetooth-no-sync-with-a-Mac-model. One SIM swap later, my RAZR's operational. Finally, my tax refund check, Fed version, hit the bank along with my paycheck.

Hail Eris!